So, here I am sitting on my couch smelling of peppermint Christmas-time thanks to the wonderful little tube of IcyHot I recently purchased to take care of the pain in my elbow. Well, let me explain why I have elbow pain. I did something to my elbow to pull a muscle, I believe correct terminology would be "hyper-extension of a tendon" but that's a mouthful, so "elbow owwie-ness" works just fine for me. Well, I knew my elbow had been hurting for a few days, like about last Sunday night, so I had been favoring it a tish, but on Tuesday at work I was carrying around the vats of iced coffee and it pulled (extended?) more and so I ended up in tears from pain. See, I'm a wussy when it comes to pain that I haven't myself inflicted. Moving right along form my OTHER issues - I tried to wrap said elbow and keep it straight but, that made all the blood rush to my hand and lower arm and it swelled and so that was bad, and granted this was happening the next day at work, when I was put on back area assembly line -- super, I get to lift trays of buns and kill my elbow even more. Awesome. So, then last night, or Friday night now, I was at work, having a good time, smelling of peppermint and perfume when I was told to go to back area assembly again. Super, but whatever, so I'm lifting the bun trays again, smart, I know. And then I move up front to run for drive through after the breaks in back were over with and my BRILLIANT (read: Dumb-ass) manager Bev decided to mop during a mini-rush. Okay, fine whatever, the front was messy. Well, problem, with two also BRILLIANT girls on counter taking up the full aisle and stepping in front of me I slipped on said wet floor and ran right into the corner of the cabinet where we keep the bags and sauces and my kneecap decided to shift to the right. Superness. But hey, I didn't cry. Big girls don't cry and all that, yeah right, I was fighing it. So, I continue running on this bad knee and Bev's like, "Oh, are you okay?" and so I tell her "Yeah, sure I love running on a knee in pain with my elbow throbbing. Loooooooove it sooo much." And before said knee incident she threw a fit because she was missing food,  well, here's the thing - I made her food before I came up from assembly and she insisted I didn't. Well, I don't enjoy being called a liar, in not so many words, because I know DAMN well what I was talking about, and so threw a fir and whined to Justin about it. Well that put me in the best fucking mood ever. So I went outside to look for Tylenol or something in my van, turns out there was none, so I smoked and Mike was outside breaking down soggy boxes and throwing trash away and he was asking me about drive-through because he really wants to learn it and wants out of grills and is fed up with Bev (surprise! ME TOO.) And then she came outside and was like, "Your outside chatting with Whitney when I am waiting to talk to you so I can leave?" His response, "I'm not 'chatting' I'm doing exactly what you told me to do. I just do it correctly unlike everyone else, so it takes me more than 2 seconds to get it done." She was not happy. I giggled. Bunches of giggles. But yeah, I didn't go to work today because my knee had swollen during the night and I couldn't even step without wanting to cry. Bev called me twice, so I finally called her back and was like, "My knee swelled, you people had me working three more hours on it when it was swollen last night, I'm not coming in." She told me I better be there in the afternoon because they were going to be short-handed like they were this morning and she wasn't going to stay late. Boo-hoo. I didn't call her back, I didn't go in, she can kiss my ass. I'm not some fucking McDonald's slave. Get over it. But anyway, I'm waiting for Matthew to call me, and I want a smoke, so I think I'm going to stop ranting and IcyHot my knee and smoke and go to bed, since I'm sensing some lack of phone calling. Sadness. Teehee. Well, okay, bye bye people. Love much!

Xo Whitney Marie oX